Writer. Book wizard. Future lawyer.

A rather long, rambling poem I wrote on the beach today

No indication of the passing of time except The subtle movement of light across the sky And the uneven ticking of the tides In and out Back and forth Over and under The soft breeze The warm sand The cool water flowing over bare, sun-worn feet Constant Under the slightly overcast sky Here, where nothing And everything ChangesAs time moves on An eternity in an instant An instant in eternity The shore between the seas The sands of time Of no time The beach of long ago and time to come An in-between place The same The same The same The same She sells sea shells Sh, listen Smell Hear Feel Be Listen to the slow, steady rhythm Push and pull you Rebuild Erode away Over and over Without age Timeless Like us Maybe that’s what draws us To the shores of forever Of never Of once in a million years Of when pigs fly Of pie-in-the-sky Of everyday Of yesterday Of ordinary Extraordinary The sea is was will be Like me Like you Like whoever has ever Dreamed imagined hoped wondered though questioned created To them To us The sea gives its steadiness Unpredictability Power Destruction Creation Beauty Rhythm And asks in return Only for Us